New chapter! a few new characters make an appearance. I doubt they'll be in it much really. now's where it gets a bit harder. that's all I have written! ahhhhh! not to worry though! I'll be writing a new chapter sometime in the next 24 hours. when i have a story in my head, I can't stop till it's out. anyway I'm rambling! Enjoy! Comment etc!

rated M for violence and such but if you don't know that by now...

Al stood and wiped the blood from his nose to no avail, it just kept pouring" No! I'm not leaving until i see Mattie! I need to explain!"

He tried to charge past Gil but the albino was not having it. He shoved him. "Get. Off. My. Property. Jones"

Al shoved back "I need to see mattie!"

Gil hauled ass and flew at him knocking him to the ground on top of him. Gils hands grabbed Als collar lifting him and screamed "You don't deserve to breath the same fucking air you useless piece of shit! You could have fucking killed him!"he slammed Al into the ground adrenaline pumping. Gil drew his face closer to Als, his voice low and dangerous " I told you once, I would back off because he was happy with you.. He's not happy anymore Jones. More importantly, he's not safe with you." Gil drew a shaking breath. " Now if you don't get the fuck out of here before I get back in my house, I'll call the cops and tell them in great detail why you're not welcome here Jones. "

With that, Gil stood and turned walking back to his house. He didn't look back as he went inside locking the door behind him.

Matt heard Al outside.. No no no... He curled up on the floor beside the bed and put his hands over his ears. tears forming. Go away al... Go away... Then he heard Gils voice join in the yelling. He curled up tighter.. He couldn't move. Finally he heard the door shut. He took his hands off his ears in time to hear "I'm not giving up mattie!" as Al took off into the night.

Matt sobbed. Gil was in the room and beside him in no time. "Matt, he's gone okay? I'm here.." Gil tried to touch his shoulder, but Matt flinched. He didn't want anyone touching him.

Gil sighed and took out his phone. Matt looked at him it was pressed against Gils ear as he looked up at the window from the floor. "Hey west? Yeah of course its your brother! Jeez... Look I need a squad car to make some rounds down here. Make sure a big blonde douche isn't hanging around my house."

Gil got up and walked into the hallway continuing to explain to his brother. Matt was even more exhausted.. He merely leaned against the bed and closed his eyes.

Gil was going over the situation with his little brother "No I'm not being stalked again. Damnit west."

He finally got off the phone and went to check on Matt. He had fallen asleep on the floor. Gil sighed and scooped him up placing him in the bed. looking down at his sleeping friend a smile spread on his face. He was so peaceful. Gil brushed Matts hair out of his face. It was creepy to sit and stare, but he hadn't seem him in so long...

He had thought, after they graduated his feelings would disappear. But that didn't happen.. Maybe after the wedding, when Matt was someone elses completely? He stood as Matts best man and his heart shattered... But his feelings remained. finally a year and a half ago he decided to move. Distance would work right? If he didn't see Matt all the time, maybe he'd find someone else. Well he did find other guys... but that didn't last long. Just substitutes. Even that stopped when Francis pointed out off handily one day that they all looked like Matt.

Gil sighed, and here he was again, he shouldn't... But he did... He leaned down and brushed a soft kiss on Matts forehead. Then standing back up, he put his hands in his pockets and went to his room.

"What?"

Gil looked at the clock... 1am? Ugh... He just did Matts check 30 minuets ago... What woke him up? then he heard it. Matt whimpering. He was up and down the hall. He skidded in front of Matts door, having to grab the frame to stop from falling, and charged in. He sighed relieved, a nightmare. He walked over and keeled by the bed grabbing a pillow. He put the pillow in front of him face and shook Matt "Hey Matt wake up, just a dream"

Smack! A fist hit the pillow. Yup. Still violently wakes from nightmares. "Who's there!"

Matt sat up and gil smirked as he peaked around the pillow "Just me." he sat on the bed "You were having a nightmare man. You okay?"

Matt sighed. "No, but go back to bed Gil, I'll be fine..."

Gil stood up and rolled his eyes. He walked to the closet and grabbed a blanket. " Gonna move over or do i have to sleep on the chair?" Matt looked at him confused. "Well I'm not gonna fly down that damn hallway every time. This way you know the awesome me is here to protect you. Besides then I can do your checks without having to haul my ass up. "

Matt cocked an eyebrow but moved a bit taking his blanket with him. Gil laid down and turned his back to matt. "Night Matt"

"Night Gil... And thanks"

Matt woke in the morning. Ahhhh such a good sleep... So warm and... Matt turned instantly bright red. He was curled against Gils chest, and Gil was holding him there... He tried to pull away quietly, but the grip was too tight... He also noticed... Gil was only in boxers.. He had been so freaked out the night before he hadn't noticed. Matt thought he was going to pass out from all the blood rushing to his face. "Uhm... Gil?"

"mmmm? " Gil snuggled closer then tensed. He quickly let go "Oh god! I'm sorry Matt!"

Matt looked up, they were both bright red, then sat up. Gil looked at mat and put his hand over his face. Matt looked back and started laughing. LAUGHING! Gil looked startled, then confused. He raised and eye brow and chuckled. It was just a break in tension. Everything had felt so strained. This was a new day,

Gil had gone to his own room to get dressed and leave Matt to change. Matt grabbed out a pair of Jeans, they were baggy and had worn out knees. The denim was soft from wear. He had had these since college.. His favorites. At least he had something. Except.. looking through his shirts... Als, Als, painting shirt, Als, the two dirty ones. Dammit! He tossed his bag down and kicked it.

Matt walked down the hall and knocked on Gils door. the door opened , "Whats up Matt?" he had no shirt, the memory of how his chest felt came up unbidden.

Matt blushed and looked irritated. This was stupid.. It was just a damn shirt... Not to mention Gil was around the same size as Al now so it wouldn't even matter "Never mind, I changed my mind it's nothing."

Matt went back to the room and pulled on the too big captain america shirt. He was going to need to go shopping..

Gil had gotten dressed for another day off. He had called work and informed them he was having a family crisis.

Gil was in the kitchen with his customary muffin when Matt walked in, he raised his eyebrows... And something else that was thankfully hidden under the table... It was like Matt walked straight out of college again. The baggy worn clothing, kind of messy hair, glasses half falling off his nose. "Hey aren't you going to be late for English lit?" Gil teased.

Matt gave an unimpressed look. "I accidentally packed the wrong shirts... " He blushed "I was going to ask to borrow one.. But your about the same size as these.. So It felt kinda.. Stupid."

Gil nodded "Well we'll go shopping then. You'll have my awesome fashion sense to guild you! How lucky are you?!"

Gil had told Matt to leave his wallet at home, this trip was on his inheritance. He was fully aware Matt hadn't worked for a little over a year. So obviously he had nothing and he really didn't want Matt worrying about that yet. Matts only condition was it had to be at wal-mart. He tried to play it off like he was only worried about money... But Gil got it. A mall? Like 8 different entrances, super crowded? Doesn't sound overly comforting.

After the first few things Matt picked up Gil stepped in. He picked out some awesome pieces! Cameo pants, black button up shirts, ripped jeans and a plaid button down shirt.. Everything that would look drool worthy on the small blonde... He had been wearing mostly polo shirts and plain button down dress shirts the past couple years. A few old t-shirts thrown in. Along with those they tossed in the obvious socks, underwear (Oooh he's wearing boxers now?), Some sweat pants. Over to personal hygiene and grabbed the necessities.

Matt didn't even want to hear the total. Gil had steered him away from every sale. At least it looked like Gil enjoyed himself and he was thankful. He'd never have to wear these shirts again. He was wondering weather to burn them when he was interrupted in thought.

"Gilbert! Mon ami!"

Gil spun around "Francis? Franny! What are you doing in here?" He thought for a minute. "And in a Wal-mart?!"

Francis glared at the comment " I'm visiting my dear friend Arthur and he shops here... That's him.. With the eyebrows"

Gil looked. Wow.. Those were some eyebrows... The short ashen blonde man was picking out apples. "Wasn't he a professor?"

Francis smirked and shrugged. Gil rolled his eyes.

"And what are you doing in one of these stores Gil? Little off your radar no?"

"Oh well me and Mattie here-" Gil gestured behind him looking... Wait.. Where was he... He spun around searching. Fuck.

oooooo! enter Ludwig, Arthur and Francis! also where is Matt! Thank you so much for reading ^^